Nails are ripping My veins apart Scratching the blue Off the sky My words have floated Away with The passing clouds I am speechless Watching guards Casting lots For my clothes: The crisp linen That once Covered my Shiny ideas And thoughts That moved Mountains I lay down a carpet Woven of the finest Silk…

Some words Soothe your soul And sketch Delicate flower petals On the canvas Of your heart Carefully nurturing the Moss green And the rose pink As the colors come Alive And there are words That scream exclamation Points Drenched in red Or break your canvas and Throw it in the trash Words that lay a…